My character set in Quick Transmigration is not spoiled by you, hey!

"Okay." Lin Zhilang nodded and said, "Let's go together."

As soon as I went out, I realized that today is... the Italian Painting Festival.

What is the Italian Painting Festival?

As the name suggests, it must be a festival related to painting.

The two of them joined because they were both pretty good at drawing.

On this street, there is a very famous two-person competition. The two who win the first place can choose two prizes from five treasures.

The five treasures are fan, painting, Xiao, ring and bracelet.

Among the five treasures, Mo Ranlin first set his sights on the fan. He knew that Lin Zhilang liked to paint, but there was also a painting on this fan, which was more precious than the painting alone.

Therefore, Mo Ranlin's target was him.

And Lin Zhilang's goal is one of them...

Lin Zhilang glanced at something, and there was a flash of certainty in his eyes.

This competition requires two people to participate together, and the comparison is, with the same word, whether the two people can draw similar things.

And in this competition, there are brothers, friends, husband and wife, father and son, etc., and couples like Lin Zhilang and Mo Ranlin are quite rare.

But they didn't show it, and others only regarded them as relatives and friends.As soon as they got there, Lin Zhilang and Mo Ranlin directly participated in the competition.

The first character at the beginning was Han. When Lin Zhilang saw the word Han, he thought of something, so he glanced at Mo Ranlin, and then began to paint with a brush.

Seeing Lin Zhilang painting without hesitation, Mo Ranlin seemed to think of something, and smiled lowly, with a smile in his eyes.

Soon Mo Ranlin also took up painting, and they painted very fast.

In this competition, there are professionals to judge who wins and who loses.

As long as the styles of the paintings are similar, and they all describe the word Han, and the standards are extremely high, they can win.

And this game has a total of five rounds.

The first time, it was cold characters, Lin Zhilang and Mo Ranlin were the first to stop writing.They stopped writing almost at the same time, by a millisecond at most.

And when they stopped writing, they looked at each other and smiled. With such a tacit understanding, how could others be against it?

And when their paintings were uncovered, it was found that Lin Zhilang's paintings were plum blossoms that bloomed in the cold winter, and the paintings by Mo Ranlin were also the same, all of them were plum blossoms that bloomed in the cold winter, but the plum blossoms in the paintings were all plum blossoms. One facing east and one facing west.

If the paintings of Lin Zhilang and Mo Ranlin are put together, it will be the unparalleled twin plums in the world.

Although their painting skills are excellent, they are not enough to shock the professionals. What really shocks the professionals is that the two of them are so connected, and the works they draw together have a sense of suffocating shock.The professionals couldn't help chatting with them and asked them what the painting was called, but Lin Zhilang and Mo Ranlin just said at the same time, "Ling Mo's Plums in Cold Winter."

Since Lin Zhilang and Mo Ranlin both use brushes and ink, they are both sharp and sharp, and they are named after this.

When they also found out that they had collided with each other, they couldn't help laughing.

Seeing that they have such a tacit understanding, some people are not convinced, and even think that they may be cheating.

However, the first round of dissatisfaction, the second round, the third round? ...

So the rumors soon dissipated.

The word for the second round of competition is medicine. As soon as the medicine came out, Lin Zhilang paused for a second, then glanced at Mo Ranlin, then laughed, and started to draw, but this time Lin Zhilang drew Time, look gentle.

When Mo Ran saw Lin Zhilang's side face, he laughed too. He knew what Lin Zhilang of his family wanted to paint, and he knew it too.

So, soon, the second round of the competition was over. Lin Zhilang's painting was the fragrance of medicine wafting out of the bowl, which looked quite elegant and graceful.

And Mo Ranlin also painted like this, except that one is masculine and the other is soft.

Lin Zhilang's paintings of medicinal fragrance wafting from the bowl are more elegant and graceful, and the lines are smoother and softer, while the lines used by Mo Ranlin are harder.

It is obvious that the fragrance of the medicine is also wafting, but the two of them put together is like a metaphor for two people with different personalities, some are gentle and some are masculine.

Such two paintings simply made the professionals clap their hands again and say, "It's amazing!"

Soon, they naturally won the second round.

The reason why they wrote the fragrance of medicine at the same time is because...Lin Zhilang once fell ill once.

Lin Zhilang smiled and looked at Mo Ranlin, "I didn't expect you to remember."

"Of course I remember." Mo Ranlin smiled charmingly, "You still refused to drink medicine at that time."

"Yeah! Hahaha!" Lin Zhilang couldn't help laughing, "When I was sick, you were very clumsy in taking care of me."

"Once you're born and you're acquainted, then I'll take care of you, won't you be good at taking care of you?" Mo Ranlin looked at Lin Zhilang with a smile, and Lin Zhilang couldn't help but smile as he looked at him like this ,"Yes."

When they chatted like this, they exuded a rather warm atmosphere, which made it impossible for others to get in, and even the professionals were squeezed out by their innate tacit understanding.

"Hey, the third game is this..."

Their chat was interrupted by this voice, so Lin Zhilang had no choice but to smile at Mo Ranlin, "Let's participate in the competition first."

"it is good."

In fact, Lin Zhilang didn't expect that he would encounter such an interesting game as soon as he went out.

But if this game is really fun, he looked at the people around him who were racking their brains and thinking with pained faces, and he felt that the game itself might not be fun, but it was really fun to play with the boss.

Lin Zhilang's thoughts seemed to be known by Mo Ranlin, and Mo Ranlin laughed, "I feel very happy to be with you."

Although Mo Ranlin likes to say these things, Lin Zhilang sometimes feels very uncomfortable. After all, saying that being with you will make you happy is really...fake.

But I don't know why, when Mo Ranlin said this, he was quite sincere.

Maybe it's because Mo Ranlin really thinks so?

When Lin Zhilang thought of this, his heart skipped a beat. Lin Zhilang felt his face burn slightly, and he really thought about it more and more.

But the mysterious sweetness in his heart made Lin Zhilang Wang unable to ignore it.

Therefore, when the word "sweet" was written in the third round, what Lin Zhilang thought of was the appearance of feeding Mo Ranlin to eat pastries. When he thought of this, Lin Zhilang felt a little hot.

Seeing Lin Zhilang like this, Mo Ranlin seemed to think of something, so he laughed, with a smile in his eyes.

Seeing Mo Ranlin smile like this, Lin Zhilang's face became even hotter. He always felt that Mo Ranlin knew what he was thinking.

In order to hide his emotions, Lin Zhilang started to paint, completely ignoring Mo Ranlin.

Soon, the painting was finished.After finishing the painting, Lin Zhilang felt that maybe Mo Ranlin's painting was different from his own.

There is no other reason, because what he drew this time is exactly the time he fed Mo Ranlin pastry before, how could Mo Ranlin think that he would think about it when he saw Tian?

Therefore, Lin Zhilang just laughed dumbly, he shouldn't have painted this picture, he shook his head regretfully, and looked at the five treasures, he knew that he had no chance with them

But who knows, when the painting was uncovered, Lin Zhilang was stunned, his pupils shrank slightly, and his heart suddenly seemed to be hit by something soft.

This time, what Lin Zhilang painted was the feeding event unfolded from his perspective. From his perspective, Mo Ranlin's handsome face became much softer under the gentle light, and he was eating his hand. The pastry, when eating, the eyes are quite charming.

This is Mo Ranlin in Lin Zhilang's mind.

But who knew, Mo Ranlin actually drew a picture. From his perspective, the slightly stunned expression when he was feeding him was full of surprise in his eyes.

This kind of self seems to be quite shy and calm under Mo Ranlin's hands, and looks quite gentle.

So... this is the self in Mo Ranlin's eyes?

For some reason, Lin Zhilang's heart suddenly beat extremely fast, like beating a drum.

The impact of Mo Ranlin's painting on Lin Zhilang was stronger than the confession.

Confession, for him, is just expressed in words, maybe it is modest, maybe it is hypocritical, maybe it is false.

But a painting requires the painter to devote all his energy to painting.

In painting, he finds it very difficult to hide his emotions, unless the person himself is a person who can hide his emotions quite well.

But now, Lin Zhilang saw Mo Ranlin's love for him in this painting. Lin Zhilang felt his eyes were sore. In order to prevent others from seeing that he was in a bad mood, he raised his hand to cover his face and lowered his head slightly. Showing an action to block the sun.

The people around did not notice Lin Zhilang's abnormality, but Mo Ranlin's eyes flickered, and then he smiled at Lin Zhilang, "You don't need to feel the pressure, even if you don't feel that way, it's okay , I will... wait forever."

When Mo Ranlin said this, his eyes were quite gentle, making Lin Zhilang look up slightly.

When seeing such Mo Ranlin, Lin Zhilang's nose was slightly sour.

He pursed his lips slightly, and just as he was about to say something, the professional on the side suddenly said, "This time, in the third round, these two will still win!"

As soon as Lin Zhilang heard that he and Mo Ranlin had won, Lin Zhilang calmed down and nodded towards the professionals with a smile.

Then, round four came.

Because of the word sweet before, Lin Zhilang was shocked in his heart, so he was in a trance.

But when the word given in the competition was "bitter", Lin Zhilang was stunned.

bitter?What is the most difficult time?

Lin Zhilang thought for a while, and realized that he didn't know when the suffering was the worst.

As long as I get along with the boss, in retrospect, everything is the best.

Everything in the past seems to have created today.

So Mo Ranlin has been observing Lin Zhilang's expression. Seeing that Lin Zhilang didn't write, his eyes darkened slightly, and he stared at Lin Zhilang fixedly.

At this time, everyone around them started writing, only Lin Zhilang and Mo Ranlin hadn't written yet.

Lin Zhilang slowly closed his eyes, he knew when he was suffering, and Mo Ranlin was also thinking about what suffering was.

So, when is the hardest time for them?

Was it... when the two of them got into a stalemate?

When Lin Zhilang thought of that time, Lin Zhilang's heart twitched slightly.

Yes, when it's frustrating.

For the first time, Lin Zhilang knew that Mo Ranlin had a sweetheart, and Mo Ranlin wanted to chase after him, and Mo Ranlin was going to the north. Before leaving, Lin Zhilang didn't talk to him at all, his attitude was very cold, and he felt alienated. For a moment, Lin Zhilang felt... Pain.

Now that Lin Zhilang recalled these things, he just felt very heavy in his heart.

To this day, Lin Zhilang was not particularly sure at first, whether Mo Ranlin's love for him was because Mo Ranlin misunderstood this emotion as feeling for himself, or was it true?

If it is true, then what kind of attitude does he have towards himself?Do you want to be together all the time?Or is it a playful attitude?

Lin Zhilang didn't know, these facts were too much to think about, and by accident, he couldn't come up with the answer.

When is suffering?

What kind of painting makes me feel bitter?

Lin Zhilang thought of something, pursed his lips slightly, and began to draw.

This time...is the most painful, right?

Seeing that Lin Zhilang started to paint like this, Mo Ranlin seemed to think of something, his eyes became clear, and he started to paint.

And when they start drawing like this, soon, the time will come.

But one second before the end of the time, both Lin Zhilang and Mo Ranlin were still painting.

When the time came, they ended at the same time.

At this time, the professionals first took a look at the paintings of other people, and those people really painted quite well, and finally, they talked about Lin Zhilang and Mo Ranlin.They were all waiting there, first uncovering Lin Zhilang's painting, which showed Lin Zhilang standing alone, watching the scene where Mo Ranlin and the disciples were about to leave.

At that time, Lin Zhilang felt that he seemed to be getting farther and farther away from the boss. Mo Ranlin would find his sweetheart and be with him, and the relationship with Lin Zhilang, his subordinate, would naturally be alienated.

At that time, Lin Zhilang was in a gloomy and painful mood.

Therefore, Lin Zhilang thought for a while, and he felt that this time should be the most painful time for him.

At this time, Mo Ranlin also uncovered the painting. As soon as he opened it, he saw that it was a painting unfolded from a different perspective.

He drew it, and when he was leaving, Lin Zhilang he saw was looking at him in place, his eyes were full of sadness.

This kind of painting is something that people can't help but marvel at.

Professionals feel that this painting competition, because of the existence of the two of them, has become an appreciation of peerless paintings.He became more and more vigorous, and if possible, he really wanted to turn this five-round contest into fifty.

But there is no way, and it will be the fifth time soon.

At this time, Lin Zhilang didn't expect that Mo Ranlin guessed correctly the suffering he wanted to paint, and drew it.

what does this mean?

Lin Zhilang looked at Mo Ranlin with blank eyes. He always thought that Mo Ranlin would not know, because...he felt that Mo Ranlin didn't know himself that well.

But now, Mo Ranlin just smiled at himself.

This shows that Mo Ranlin understands himself exceptionally, and understands himself better than he imagined.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhilang's mood suddenly became depressed.

Mo Ranlin knows himself so well, but he doesn't know him that well. What does this... mean?

Lin Zhilang didn't know, he just pursed his lips slightly and looked at Mo Ranlin in front of him.

Mo Ranlin just waved at Lin Zhilang, "Don't be too nervous."

"Ah, good." Lin Zhilang nodded in response, and began the final round of competition.

The last round of words was, "Love."

As soon as this word appeared, Lin Zhilang was stunned, his fingers trembling slightly.

love...?

For myself, what is love?

Lin Zhilang thought for a long time, and finally, he took a deep breath. He didn't know how Mo Ranlin would paint, but in his opinion, love is like this.

Lin Zhilang started to write, and the relationship between him and Mo Ranlin gradually came over like this

Although in this process, sometimes it will develop in a certain direction, but the general direction has not changed.That is……

"The game is over! Stop writing!"

Professionals start to look at paintings. After looking at other people's paintings, he still looks at the relatively recent paintings of Lin Zhilang first.

When I opened Lin Zhilang's painting, I saw the back view of two people accompanying each other and holding hands.

Just by looking at the backs of these two people holding each other, it can be seen that they are quite warm.

When seeing such a back view, Lin Zhilang didn't look at Mo Ranlin, he didn't dare to look at Mo Ranlin, he didn't know what Mo Ranlin drew, he just hung his head like this.

If possible, he wants to be with the boss forever, just like this painting, always accompany each other like this, forever.

After seeing this painting, the professional couldn't help clapping his hands and said, "It's perfect! It's so beautiful! It's so beautiful!" Just by looking at this painting, the professional can feel the emotions and emotions emanating from it. Feeling, he could feel that the person who painted this painting wanted to be bound like this abnormally. Such emotion made the professionals couldn't help but say, "You are really amazing."

"Thank you for the compliment." Lin Zhilang just smiled and didn't say anything.

This professional doesn't feel much, because good painters are a bit weird, so it doesn't matter.

At this time, professionals began to unveil Mo Ranlin's painting with anticipation.

Lin Zhilang didn't look at the painting, he knew that his painting was different from Mo Ranlin's.

In Mo Ranlin's view, there must be many paintings about "love".

But Lin Zhilang didn't look at it, but heard everyone around him gasp.

Lin Zhilang didn't know why they gasped, Lin Zhilang frowned, and looked sideways out of curiosity.

When he looked, he did gasp, and his pupils widened.